Eyes closed (206)

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In the bottom of a massive hole where the courtyard of a proud and noble castle once stood, seven flashing lights flew around, their shine reaching the top of the cavern and lighting up the area.

It was like a disco hall, if that hall was playing the sound of swords hitting against each other rather than music someone would dance to.

Kai felt his blood heat up, his mind going into overdrive as he continued his vicious assault on Ezekial. His sword was like a Ruby blur, wherever it was swung it would strike true.

But the same could be said for Ezekial's own blade, as wherever it was swung, it was always able to block Esurient.

Kai kicked up some dust, attempting to temporarily disorient Ezekial in an effort to gain the upper hand, but the blue haired swordsman simply swung their sword in a wide arc and blew it all away, also making Kai dodge backwards in the process.

Each clang of the sword made Kai's bones tremble, but it also made him try harder, it meant he was doing something right if he hadn't already fallen to Ezekial's blade.

His body moved with unimaginable finesse, courtesy of the skill granted to him by his current transformation. His arms had a mind of his own, moving in angles that Kai didn't even know he could do.

The full potential of Wristology was also brought out. He could twirl his sword to attack potential weak spots, twist his hands in abnormal angles to block attacks that most certainly should have cut his skin open.

Ezekial would swing his sword, Kai would either block or dodge it. Kai would swing his sword, Ezekial would either block or dodge it.

It was an unimaginable sight. Kai, an eighteen year old novice when it came to weilding a sword, was somehow managing to stand his own against a Sword Saint who had trained for thousands of years.

He had no idea how it was possible, but he didn't care, all he cared about was buying time. That was all that mattered.

Time.

Seconds passed, but it felt like hours in their fight. They would exchange multiple blows in a single second, so it only made sense.

But as seconds passed, one thing became increasingly obvious.

While Kai was able to hold his own against Ezekial, he was not able to land a single blow, while Ezekial would definitely be able to injure Kai if they remained patient.

But that's where Kai had Ezekial beat, as while Kai needed to buy time, Ezekial had to use this time to prevent the Plague Harbinger from reaching Castillian.

Ezekial's expression slowly grew darker. His train of thought was the exact same as Kai's. He knew that he was the one on the timer, so he had to end this as quick as he possibly could.

The flames behind him grew even brighter as Kai began to struggle a little more. It became increasingly obvious that the flames weren't just for an incredibly overpowered attack, but they also boosted his stats.

It really was the most overpowered skill that Kai had seen thus far.

While Garden of Ethania had been incredibly strong, the Demon's aura had effectively countered it, rendering it completetly useless in the moment.

And sadly, Kai did not have a skill that would be able to counter Equilibrium if Ezekial decided to unleash it.

... Not yet anyway.

Slowly but surely, Ezekial started to gain the upper hand on Kai. His attacks sped up, his momentum increased, Kai was slowly losing ground.

Gritting his teeth, Kai racked his brain for anything that he could possibly do to not lose. He had one skill available, but he had to use it at the correct moment, otherwise it would be useless.

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